Maura's POV:

I was dragged back to home after dad left me all injured. He didn't even let me take a breather and asked me to follow him home. The blood had dried up on my body, and my wounds were aching.

I basically crawled behind him. And since it was too dark, Dad got the benefit, and nobody spotted me in that state. Even if they had, they wouldn't say a word. Nobody wanted to mess with my father, as he would make their lives hell.

"Go change and cook for me," dad said as soon as we entered the house.

I mustered all the strength I could to rush upstairs and shut my bedroom door.

"Ah!" I winced in pain when taking off my clothes and walking under the shower.

I knew only a shower could help calm my bruised body.

"I am sorry, Zane. But we cannot be together," I whispered under the shower, preparing myself to reject Zane's offer. I wasn't even allowed to be seen with him.

It wasn't that I hadn't thought of running away from my house. I just didn't know if I could trust Zane. If a father could treat his daughter like that, anybody could. How can I trust Zane when I can' t even trust my own father?

sobbing and standing under the water until I began to feel like I was

my bedroom.

the door. That's when I spotted my father standing in my room and watching me with a nasty grin covering his

the fuck are you doing here?" I yelled, sticking to the corner and

she is now that she has grown up." He whispered, taking a step

of here!" Not willing to let him in, I rushed and pushed him out. At this point, he could see my naked body with his hungry eyes. But that's what confused him,

your father's simplest desires?" He yelled

him. I cannot live like this. He made a duplicate key to my room so he

like that." I was screaming and crying when I heard the door being slammed

walked out of the bathroom in anger.

he survives without me," I was muttering and packing my clothes. I knew for a fact he will be gone for drinking so I could leave without getting caught. And by the time he

some noises coming from the basement. A frown covered my forehead because I didn't recall ever going into the basement. I stood on the staircase when my father suddenly

place," he was talking to himself. I could tell he was pretty drunk, but that didn't matter to me. My entire attention was on the basement and what he was

fell, making his way to the

before I dropped my bag and strolled

I asked myself, steadily walking over to the storage room and

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